Long-time readers may remember that K and I developed a new obsession back in February 2013. Yes, I’m talking about geocaching. I love it because it satisfies my childhood longing to participate in a Midnight Madness/Cannonball Run/Goonies type of adventure. The last couple of weekends we’ve found some really fun caches. Here’s one:
The cache is called, “River Horse Roost.” On the way to ground zero (GZ), based on our etymological knowledge, we discussed what we thought we should be looking for and where we might find it. We walked about .3 of a mile down this trail…
This butterfly lighted right in front of me, a happy surprise.
We made it to GZ, but we didn’t see the cache anywhere; it was very well-hidden. We searched all around, up and down, along the trail, along the water’s edge. Nothing. After 15 minutes or more, as we were about to surrender to defeat, Karl saw the cache…exactly what we thought it would be.
He signed the log and returned the cache to its secure hiding spot.
So, what do you think we found? Leave a comment with your guess. The first commenter with the right answer gets a prize!